I did it. One more week with the trainer. I was exhausted. I was so tired. But I fought hard and did everything she asked me to. I was much slower at it. But I did it! What I've realized that I need to do is to celebrate every success no matter how small it may seem.
My personality is definitely on the glass half empty side. I fight to be positive about anything. And when you're a negative person it's really hard to get motivated about anything. But with having health problems and vanity issues I'm finally starting to try. But I've realized doing everything at once was too overwhelming. I want to exercise during the week. I want to eat better. But I just can't start it all at once. How do you get there?
So I've decided to narrow it down. My goal for this week is to not eat takeout or delivery. That would be huge for me if I can achieve it. I'd like to throw in exercising two times this week outside of my trainer. But I'm not sure I can manage both. I want to. But I'm just skeptical. I don't want to be, but I am. And I don't want to fail at acheiving a goal. Is it better to try and fail or not try it at all and not feel like a failure? Or is not trying at all a failure in itself?
So I'm at least celebrating that I worked with my trainer today and succeeded. It's one more day. Yay. Maybe, just maybe, I can keep it up. Hopefully. But I'm starting to realize that it's the small successes that count and eventually they'll add up to a big success one day.
